My third fanfic! I own no characters except my OC, Shuriken, who will appear next chapter.
It was a quiet day in Dreamland. The sun shined over the meadows, the butterflies flitted amongst the flowers and the streams shimmered as they trickled through the countryside. It was so nice you could probably spend hours just lying on the grass, staring at the blue sky as the clouds drift lazily by. Unfortunately, this story doesn't take place here. It takes place a mile or two away, on the top of a large, grey, rocky mountain; a blemish, you might say, on the otherwise perfect landscape.
On the top of the mountain lies a ship. A battleship. The battleship. It has a long narrow hull, grey-blue in colour, with two bat-like wings, several guns and cannons and, of coarse, its signature mask on its bow. This is the Battleship Halberd. It rested there, slightly rusty, like a great ominous eagle. The majority of the crew were currently in the games room.
Two of them, Sword Knight and Blade Knight, were playing pool. They, like the majority of the Meta-Knights, were always seen clad head to toe in armour. Sword Knight's armour was a pale turquiose, except his breastplate, which was blue, and his gloves, which were white. Blade Knight looked similar to his friend, but had bright green armour, and a red visor, and tassel, which was found on the end of his helmet. Due to his echo-y armour, most of his speech came out as garbled nonsense, but luckily, the important words, and names often got through. Usually, this pair wielded swords, though on this occasion they has opted for snooker cues.
Next to them stood Axe Knight, who was essentially a skull with white gloves, purple shoes and a purple-and-gold Viking's helmet with white horns (Author's note: Vikings never actually had horns on their helmets, but Axe Knight did). Usually, he carried around several axes, one in either hand and two crossed behind his back. Now, however, he was busy hurling them at a large dartboard on the back of the door.
A little way away from him were another two figures playing table tennis; Mace Knight and Trident Knight. Mace Knight was quite short, with a big head, purple armour, blue shoes and carried around a large spiked ball on the end if a chain, which he usually rapped around himself so the ball rested on his back, but for now it was laying discarded on the floor.
On the other side of the table tennis table stood Trident Knight. Like Axe Knight, Trident Knight was almost all head. He had purple armour, which was only two shoulder pads and a helmet with a large golden crescent on it, red shoes, white gloves and held large electrified golden tridents, which he had currently replaced with ping pong bats.
The only two Meta-Knights that weren't present were Javelin Knight and Meta Knight himself. Javelin Knight was mechanical, a unique trait amongst the Meta-Knights. It was a purple-and-blue, pill-shaped Droid who hovered above the ground and had a single eye, a thin green slit, and four segments rotating around its lower body. It attacked with a javelin, which it had folded up and stored in its hollow head. It was currently in the control room, monitoring the ships status.
Meta Knight himself was sitting in the cockpit, reading a book. We all know what he looks like so I won't bother explaining. He finished the chapter, folded down the corner of the page, spread his wings and swooped down to the games room.
He opened the door just as Axe Knight released another axe. Luckily, his aim was a bit off, so it just hit the doorframe and stuck there, missing Meta Knight by a whisker. The room fell silent. Nobody breathed. Without saying a word, Meta Knight removed the axe from the door frame.
"It's lucky your aim was lousy," chuckled Mace Knight "Or we'd be scraping you off the ceiling."
The lights flickered. Meta Knight handed the axe back to Axe Knight. "Go and feed the Wheelies." he instructed. Axe Knight saluted and rushed out the room.
Chapter 1 is done! R&R to let me know what you think!